The crown prince's wedding was a national event.
The ministers' families were a given, and high-ranking nobles packed into Breisburg Cathedral until there was barely room to stand. It seemed like every noble I knew was there, but this wasn't simply a gathering to offer congratulations.
It was more of an arena for political battles, with the crown prince's wedding as the stage. The only ones interested in the crown prince's dashing appearance and the crown princess's beautiful gown were the noble ladies who'd come with their husbands.
The moment I stepped into the wedding hall, the air around me changed. The looks I got were a mix of fear and wariness, completely different from before. That was how badly the Rosenheim-Basel war had shaken the nobles.
The Count of Basel had also taken a seat among the southern princes. The nobles who knew about the dispute whispered and traded opinions among themselves. It was probably not a conversation that did me any favors.
